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The Weeknd – The Hills (Vevo Presents Show At L.A. Hangar Studios) (Live)

[Verse 1]
Your man on the road, he doing promo
You said keep our business on the low-low
I’m just tryna get you out the friend-zone
Cause you look even better than the photos
I can’t find your house, send me the info
Driving through the gated residential
Found out I was coming, sent your friends home
Keep on tryna hide it but your friends know

[Chorus]
I only call you when it’s half past, five
The only time that I’ll be by, your, side
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me, yeah
I only call you when it’s half-past, five
The only time I’d ever call you mine
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me, babe

[Verse 2]
I’ma let you know and keep it simple
Tryna keep it up, don’t seem so simple
I just fucked two bitches ‘fore I saw you
You gon’ have to do it at my tempo
Always tryna send me off to rehab
Drugs started feelin’ like it’s decaf
I’m just tryna live life for the moment
And all these motherfuckers want a relapse

[Chorus]
I only call you when it’s half past, five
The only time that I’ll be by, your, side
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me, yeah
I only call you when it’s half-past, five
The only time I’d ever call you mine
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me, babe

[Bridge]
Hills have eyes, the hills have eyes
Who are you to judge, who are you to judge?
Hide your lies, girl hide your lies
Who are you to trust, who are you?

[Chorus]
I only call you when it’s half past, five
The only time that I’ll be by, your, side
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me, yeah
I only call you when it’s half-past, five
The only time I’d ever call you mine
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me, babe